John angrily looked at the text he had just received from his Mom. It read: “Professor called to say you failed the course. LOL. Mom.
” How could he have failed?! … And all his Mom has to say is that she’s Laughing Out Loud?!
Fed up, he texted his Mom: “What was up with the LOL?” his text said. “I just wanted to send you Lot’s Of Love because I know how disappointed you must be.” Author unknown
Reflections: Field Trip
As I enjoyed watching the Olympics the last few weeks, the discipline and commitment that each Olympian strives to achieve are incredible.
Every time I see or hear about the Olympics, I think about my daughter who became intrigued with the swimmers. I would find her in the living room practicing the butterfly stroke with the swimmers on our shag carpet. Every day she came home after school to practice. And at night I would find water on the bathroom floor as she perfected her strokes.
We soon learned that she be going on a kindergarten school trip, the class was going to a swimming pool. The trip was a week away, and she couldn’t swim, no matter how much confidence she had. We bought a new swimsuit for the occasion, but caution our daughter not to go into the deep end.
We tried to impress on her that swimming around the living room on a shag carpet or a breaststroke in the bathtub does not make her a swimmer. But, she kept insisting that she knew how to swim, after all, she had practiced!
The day arrived, and Lyle took her to school and again cautioned her not to go into the deep end. He got a smile, hug, and a wave as she headed for the bus and her friends.
We waited impatiently until the time arrives to pick her up, and Lyle raced down to the school to get her.
As she got into the truck, she was unusually quiet, so Lyle asked her how the day went. And with a surprised look on her face, she said,” I jumped into the deep end of the pool, and I almost drowned?”
She was so convinced that she knew how to swim. After all, she learned the strokes and practiced with the best. The only thing she was missing was the water!!!
Although we laugh at remembering this story, I wonder how many times do I think I know what’s best for me too?
Those times when I don’t want to bother God with my problems because he’s is too busy with others. However, when I try to fix them myself, I only make them worse. I was so sure I knew how to do it. I used God as my last resort when He should always be my first. Is it pride or stubbornness that keeps me from asking for His help? ©
Psalm 121:2-3 (NLT)
My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth!
He will not let you stumble; the one who watches over you will not slumber.
Thank you, dear friends, for spending your time with me.
I love you all and am praying.